I'm sorry for not updating sooner, but I took a week long trip to DC! When I got back, my inbox was BURSTING! So, I decided I'll take baby steps. BTW: I forgot (AGAIN) to ask for your character's GENDER. Am I lame or what?

(3rd person narration)

In a time of struggle, good things still happen. Just, not in ways many people expect. Most people think that, war will end, or the prince of England will get married again. No, sometimes, the little joys of life are the simple cries of a newborn baby. The cries of a baby marking a bran-new age of gods, magicians, heroes, and of course, demigods, so let me start from the beginning. No, I'm NOT retelling the story of the dawn of creation, then Percy Jackson, and, the giant's war hasn't even HAPPENED YET. We're in the middle of a dilemma. So, let us go back about 13/14/15 years, to the very night when a very...smart baby was born.

(Still 3rd Person)

"This is all your fault you f****** b****! You caused this...this...AHHH!" On Olympus, screams pierced the night with indefinite wails of agony. I bet you can't even guess who it is. It's Athena, and well, she got herself into a bit of...trouble. She's in labor, with a child about to be born, and no, it wasn't with a mortal, or a Greek god. It was with a Egyptian god, his name, is Thoth. So, back to the story!

"Yes...yes...it's all my fault, Athena, just focus on Artemis's words okay? (AN: Artemis is the goddess of childbirth, right?)

"Come on, Athena, just...just...I know you can work through this, count to ten, and when I reach ten, push."

"WHY WOULD I WANT TO PUSH, I'M TRYING TO WORK THROUGH THE PAIN, HERE!" Never the less, Athena listened to Artemis's words of encouragement. And, finally, after 5 hours of labor, 4 punches in Thoth's places that should never be punched, 3 minutes of silent waiting, 2 gasps from Thoth and Athena when they see their baby girl, and a partridge in a pear tree, it was over. Probably the world's smartest baby, named: Janice. The baby with the ocean blue/stormy gray eyes, loves barbeque, and is one smart kid. Little Janice is in for one hellava ride.

(*Thunder booms* Sorry, PARDON MY LANGUAGE USAGE!)

Now, let's switch places, shall we? Across the country to, you guessed it! Los Angeles, it looks like another Greek god has gotten a bit, um...busy, so to speak.

Los Angeles Hospital (I'm not sure if it's real or not, I just made it up!)

"Oh, Hades, she's beautiful! She has your hair color, see? Her small tufts of hair are so precious! I wish you didn't have to leave...it's not fair."

"It never is," stated Hades simply, thinking of his previous children and what could happen if he didn't.

"She'll go to camp, meet people, hopefully have a good life, I'll do everything I can to make sure she knows you love her. Good bye, Hades." With a hug and a kiss goodbye, Jasmine Foster checked out of the Los Angeles Hospital, to go and start raising her child. Arabella Foster.

Well, it was ridiculously short, but...um...you can yell at me. BTW: I'm disorganized, so I couldn't really write some people's characters because they might've had a name like Jordan, or Jack. (HEY Jack can go either way, okay? Jack can be short for Jackie or Jacqueline!) Just to get my message across:

Do. Not. Own. PJO/KC.

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